Working hard
But seem stuck in debris
Struggling, attempting
Fighting
To get free.
Is help on the way
Or
Am I by myself
Can I pull it off
Sit back, relax
Harbouring no doubt?
This I hope, I do pray
But as of now
I’m stuck
In
Disaster’s stinking muck.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022
Thinking about
remembering when
life was easy
and
very different
Was then just a step
I tread upon
to reach the sky
and
beyond?
Did I obtained
my desires
or
should I sit back,
sit down
and
begin again?
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
Habits, traditions
They keep me on my way
They make me feel secure
As I go about my life
My week, my day.
Every now and then
I break free
Dare to be adventurous
Searching for something
That I before haven’t seen.
It’s still nice thou
To sit back
Secure in a habit, a tradition
Where I can relax
At peace, in that known position.
~ Patrice
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